Life is so terrible and beautiful. So many moments, all connected one to the other making an everlasting chain that can't ever be broken, not even by death. Death only steals the visible from the eyes of mortals, but there is something in each of us, that spark that is immortal.
All anyone can hope for is that they are granted more moments that bring joy and less that evoke sorrow. Neither moment is cursed though; there is a time for everything.
These moments that we claim as our own are merely fragments of a thread that is interwoven in a tapestry that is humanity.
One day we'll meet the One who weaves the tapestry.
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